Hate
Deep inside me, Something burns, Not my organs, But my heart It's in flames, Anger swallowed it, I touched it, It burned me Then suddenly, The hands it touched, Becomes itchy, My palms bright red I scratched it, Its bleeding, Worms crawled out, I vomited Its disgusting, I am disgusting, A heart fell out, Its mine My heart, Its burned, Flames stopped, I cried The hatred, The fear, Everything i felt, Is on it I held it in my dirty arms, Look at my palm, Worms are gone, Itch is gone Then maybe, All this time, My heart controls me, I couldn't let go, So, it burned itself, To regain again, To let go, But i don't think I can, Sometime, I'll held it for awhile, This time, I will, I can, Maybe, I'll forgive myself
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